I'm fat according to you so, what? You hate me?

We just had a thread in GD talking about styles of posting responses but I think MarkSerlin’s comment require this sort of response:

So far, so good.

Aside from the nonsequiter, this is not entirely accurate. There were already a great many complaints in the 60’s that parents were not hitting their children often enough or hard enough.

You’re off by twenty years regarding the publication date. Spock was a prime authority in the 1950’s.

Without getting into a discussion of the merits of corporal punishment, I do not consider an “open handed slap” (presumably on the face of a teenager) to be in the same category as a “smack on the ass” of a two-year-old. Since we are in an era when the whole concept of corporal punishment is being rethought by society, it is quite possible to find occasions and locales where either harsh beatings are tolerated or the least physical contact is prohibited. Changing your story from spanking children to abusing teens in mid-paragraph does not aid in that discussion and has no bearing on the issue of weight, in any event.

Despite your hyperbole, a case can be made that school authority has suffered in the last 30 years and that people are more apt to resort to tort to address issues better handled in simple discussion. This does not translate to children’s rights going overboard. It has more to do with a general (and generally unspoken) rethinking by this society regarding the relationships between individual rights and personal responsibilities. It is a fair topic for discussion–although not in your lurid terms–but it still has nothing to do with weight.

Except, of course, that the children of the 70’s (the first generation that you have chosen to excoriate) are not the current CEO’s of the world (except in places such as Silicon Valley where they work very hard to keep employee loyalty up). What you are describing is the result of the children of the 40’s and 50’s becoming CEO’s at a time when an increase in automation (and an increase in foreign competition) with the subsequent reduction in the need for large numbers of simply-trained workers coincided with the decisions of the courts and congress to effectively eviscerate organized labor. With no strongly organized labor force to anchor corporations in a tradition of exchanging reciprocal services with their employees, management stopped thinking in terms of corporate loyalty and began shooting middle management and technical providers as fast as they could invent excuses. This all began when your whipping-boy generation was just beginning to watch MTV as they came home from school, so accusing them of creating the problem that they inherited does not win you any points, either.

If you want to discuss the reasons behind increasing childhood corpulence, you would be much better off considering video games, extended suburbs that make it hard for kids to gather in groups large enough to support “pick up” ball games, and a host of other issues. One possible cause that you probably will enjoy listing would be the increase in two-income families. I suspect that there was more neighborhood activity in the days when there were more moms around to watch the kids play and to shoo them outside when they got rambunctious. I don’t see any simple or equitable way to go back to single-income families, freeing a dad or mom to stay home, so we may need to find other ways to encourage exercise.

You may have a pet peeve regarding the fact that fewer kids are getting hit these days, but that is not the cause of increasing weight. Trying to re-write history with stories laden with anachronisms hardly ensures that people will take you seriously, either.


Tom~

I’m one of the guilty that wants to feed the overly skinny when I see them. I can’t help but think that there’s something wrong with them for all those bones to be sticking out, that they’re too broke, or too busy, or too sick to eat. It bugs me. I’ve got a huge Mommy complex that makes me want to sit them down and feed them so they don’t look like they’re starving.

You know, I’m glad there are men (and women) out there that don’t like specific body types (or hair colours, or what have you). Again, that’s what makes being alive a great thing, the diversity of it all.

There is, however, no excuse for being a loud, rude, opinionated jerk about it. You can state that you don’t like something without making everybody want to do you bodily harm.

I keep having this wonderfully lusty and evil dream about having a horde of the super thin bony superstick models holding Mark down, just out of his ability to touch them, while a line of the 300+ pound women he finds so repulsive and disgusting (and that have just run the Boston Marathon and are dripping with sweat, we have to make this GOOD) take turns sitting on his face before donning skin tight spandex capri pants and loud polyester crop tops.

My god, being a sadist is fun. Okay, it’s offensive as hell. Being a big girl myself, I just can’t imagine wanting to get that close to the man. :slight_smile:

Byzantine, Chris, Opal, Melin, (and all the other Big Babes I forgot to mention because the pain drugs are doing the walking for my fingers) … we’re keeping you guys, bawdy, bodacious and beautiful, just as you are.

So there.

And while we’re at it …
http://www.hanne.net/ Hanne Blank, editor of “Zaftig! Sex for the Well-Rounded,” and author of the upcoming book “Big Big Love.” Another VERY groovy Big Broad.

Polycarp sez:

Hmm…should I take offense at this? ::thinking:: Nah. :slight_smile:

Mark: Geez, pretty funny how some of these fat people are just as ugly inside as out, huh?

There is an epidemic of obesity in this nation - we are the fattest country in the world. It is utterly disgusting and there is no excuse.

Here are some kooky ideas:
[list]
[li]Eat right.[/li]
[li]Exercise.[/li]
[li]Blame no one but yourself for your weight problem.[/li]
[li]Please don’t ever let your small child become obese.[/li]
Okay, ladies, my legs are braced - let me have it!


Hell is Other People.

I’m pretty new to this BB, so I may not be up on all the terms used here. But, would it be safe to say that the above post was a good example of “troll”?

Oh, brother! A sad, sorry state of affairs here… Gee! A surprise! A bunch of overweight angry women complaining about society! This isn’t group therapy, ladies! Mark and Omniscient have it right. Don’t blame the rest of the world for your woes. Blame your latest trip through the drive thru. If you are happy with your body, then by all means supersize it! But don’t scream for tolerance if you can’t tolerate those in society that don’t find your pudgy butts attractive.

We all prejudge… we all label and have stereotypes. That is the way it is.
My experience with fat people? My family is full of them! And like Omniscient, I too believe that the excuse lies within… (look, I know about you big-boned people and heredity and bad thyroids and all… so bite me.) I’m sure there are some medical causes, but I’ve seen what will-power can do. I fight it every day… I know that if I eat that donut in the morning, that I have to work it off in the gym… and if I don’t go to the gym, I gain weight. My mother (dear, sweet, fat mom) went through all the excuses… but when she actually disciplined herself to exercise and watch her caloric intake… holy hell! weight came off! But, alas… when she got lazy, she put it back on… and that’s the way it is… she actually tried to convince herself that her weight gain was medical or genetic, but I don’t care what she says… she eats like an idiot, and her caloric intake has got to be 4000 a day. I don’t hate her because she’s fat. I love my mom. But I do get tired of the excuses. “Hey Mom! HELLOOOOO! The veggies aren’t all that healthy with that bowl of dip you are eating with them!” The thing that kills me is that she’s shortening her time here on earth because “it’s not my fault. It’s my genes.” Maybe in a way it is genetic… you learn eating habits from your family and habits are hard to break.

I’ve also heard of the “My friend doesn’t eat but s/he can’t take the weight off.” I have a friend that you would say the same thing about… never see him eat, walks at lunch, but can’t lose weight. I finally asked him about it. He admitted to me that he is a closet eater… goes home and eats like a cow. But he won’t eat in front of anyone because he doesn’t want to look the part of a fat guy in public… so he starves himself and then eats out of control when he gets home by himself.

As far as finding you attractive goes, well I don’t. Sue me. You find everyone that you see attractive? If you say yes, you are lying. Don’t give me this inner beauty stuff… that only works when you aren’t happy with your outer beauty. And it usually shows by the way you dress and carry yourself.

I am so sick of this victimhood crap. Everyone has problems… You don’t like how society treats you or looks at you? Get in freakin’ line! You are fat! Admit it! You are not “Pleasantly Plump”, Big and Beautiful, or Rubinesque (sp?)! You are fat! How would you like to be bald, or a midget or 7 feet tall, or anything else that society deems undesirable or freakish. Hell if you ask me, you should celebrate! At least you have a chance to change… think a bald guy would love to know he would grow hair if he didn’t eat any more french fries? Think about that the next time you cram yourself into your stretchy-pants and head to the all-you-can-eat buffet. (and if you wear your all-purple ensemble, don’t be upset if a kid calls you Barney or Grimace. You asked for it.)


Just call me Mr. Sensitivity

Oh, sheesh, the napalm is due to start streaming any minute.
Before it does, a few observations, ok? Refer to the childhood outdoor games thread. We used to be a lot more active before we plonked down in front of TV’s and (wince) computers.
Food intake: restaurant portions are just ridiculous. I don’t want to sacrifice good food, but anyone else wish you could order a half portion for half price?
And finally, there is something to be said for comfort in your own skin. I base this on watching some Russian tourists at a beach. They stripped down happily and with no self consciousness at all. And they had a ball.
Watching them, all hefty and very white, and comparing them to others watching them was a mental-pause moment. They were having a blast, enjoying the sun and surf and one another. The watchers were basically so worried about body image and rating themselves against everyone else…well, they were so self-focused and self-conscious they sure weren’t having much fun.
So…you call it. Who’s the fool, here?

Veb

Let me bring this back to the point. This isn’t about finding ANYONE attractive. This is about tolerance for other people that are different from you. Telling someone who is heavy that they are heavy is like telling me that I’m female. I already know. I’m not ranting and raving at society. I’m confused and angry that some people find it perfectly okay to MOO at a heavy person but would never shout a racial slur out the car window.

I would never call someone by a racial slur. Nor would I put anyone down for any physical characteristic they may have. About the only thing I’ll jump on you about is being a major bigot. Several posters here have shown very clearly that they are bigots. I can understand having thoughts in your head like, “Wow, she shouldn’t eat so much” or “My God, where does that man find pants that fit?” but keep them in your head.

This was never about attractiveness or even what causes weight gain or any of that. This, if you will go back and read my OP, is about where we draw the line. It’s okay to yell horrible things at a heavy person but not okay to yell racial slurs? It’s okay to yell at that man walking down the street but you would never call your mother those names?

I don’t mind that some other issues have come up in this thread but I now find that a lot of people are jumping in here very much off point. Basically, I think you just want someone to flame you so you can get a war going on.

And no, I don’t call myself fat. I call myself big. Because I am. I am a very big, very strong woman. But I don’t like being called names. I don’t think anyone does. You don’t find me attractive or you find me outright ugly? That’s fine. Just don’t shout nasty things at me. And I won’t shout them at you.

I could kick myself for responding to the trolls, but we are not blaming the world for our weight. We are blaming some ignorant, insensitive people who feel they need to belittle us. It is, at the very least, schoolyard taunting done by people who claim to be adults.

I was once oinked at the first day of a new fitness walking regimen. I didn’t even walk two blocks when it happened. I turned around and walked home, completely dejected and cried for an hour. And don’t come back and say that it should have motivated me, because when you say something like that to an overweight person with low self-esteem, it makes me want to give up, not keep walking down the street with the possibility of more taunting.

People, just be more sensitive. We know there are all kinds of racial jokes, handicapped jokes and the like, but it doesn’t make it right. Grow up already!

Just ignore these jackasses. They’re no better than the mooers and oinkers on the street, pay them no mind. As Eleanor Roosevelt said, “No one can make you feel inferior without your permission.”

Until ladies weighed in here (so to speak), I had the same bland Barbie-doll picture in my mind for each of you. Now that I know the truth, your words, thoughts, and ideas have no less value to me. If these fellows can’t say the same, it’s their loss. Just assume the title question, “So, what? You hate me?” has been answered and move on.


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(SIGH AGAIN)
There seems to be a vast movement here of what just HAS to be genetic stupidity. I responded to this post for the rather simple and somewhat inflammatory heading of ‘I’m fat according to you, so, what? You hate me?’

Sound familiar Twinkletoes? The overt, defensive hostility in that simple line was just soooooo compelling to respond to that I did exactly what you desired of me.

I do not go up to or out of my way to deliberately insult fat folks. Believe it or not, I respect their feelings. As having been a manager in a couple of professions I WILL seriously consider before hiring an obese man or woman depending upon the job I have open. (In customer service or dealing with clients I will select pretty or handsome women and men who happen to pass the desired attitude, personality and congeniality tests.)

I do not want a double chinned, 300 to 400 pound man or woman greeting my clients for that psychologically tells a client that I allow sloth in my company. (Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know all the crap about how someone fat can be intelligent, witty, creative, remarkable and stunningly beautiful inside, but I need to respond to the general business norm.)

Plus in a business, like the overnight courier one I managed once, a real heavy person could not move as fast as desired, would not give the desired ‘speedy’ image and there was no desk positions available. We all, including myself, unloaded, sorted, loaded, delivered, picked up, unloaded, sorted and packed everything on the aircraft, did customer service and serviced our vans. (To several of you who cast disparaging remarks concerning my personality (I’m SOOO hurt! NOT!) I was a working manager, on call 24/7, and averaging something like 52 or more hours a week and at least 278 miles a day.) I ate chips and candy and soda, voraciously devoured massive submarine sandwiches (mayo-mustard-oil-and-vinegar), those marvelous, greasy, dripping, reddish sausages served in hot-dog buns, milk shakes, fries, and bags of all sorts of high caloric stuff. (I forgot to mention heavily loaded slices of pizza. I ate a lot of Rolaids.)

I also worked the extra weight off.

Now, the Dr. Spock verses current society ills. TOMNDEB. The Spock book did not take off until the late 1960s. By the early 70’s, it had gained in popularity and psychiatric therapies were springing up all over the place based around it. By the 1980s, new parents vowed never to strike in any way shape or form, their little darlings and began to enforce this rule onto older parents and everyone else. By the late 1980s there were laws forbidding a parent to strike his or her child in any way shape or form. Your son or daughter could spit in your eye and break your treasured family heirlooms but you dare not violently lay hands on him or her or you go to jail. (Nor could you force them NOT to consume too much unhealthy snacks. Infringing upon their rights as an individual.) He/she gets to go to child therapy – where they can cheerfully tell the therapist to fuck off without any fear of harm. To TRY and keep it short; your video game theory is accurate, but would never have taken hold in society had not kids been no longer encouraged to go outside or pushed out when they refused,or had the game controllers taken away (my folks cut off the TV if I watched too much and if I threw a tantrum, my Dad would step in and my ass might suddenly get real red). Everything else falls right into place. Know the program CONNECTIONS, well then, do the work and connect the dots.

OK, CEO’s might be too old but their executives and current business owners are not. Even small businesses have disposed of the ‘good days work for a good days pay’ theory, dropped the concept of employee loyalty being a good thing, and developed the tendency to work a high paid employee until he fails, then fire him, and hire in a person at less pay to do the work. Selfish attitudes by selfish people who grew up knowing that they could basically do as they pleased without fear of being disciplined.

Hey! I was a kid. I knew kids who would sneer at time outs. Poke one of these in his room without a spanking and he’d walk right on out. Especially if he knew Mom and dad could not violently grab or touch him or inflict pain. Take away his privileges, so what? He’d still stay out late and do what he wants. (He also knows that YOU must support and provide for him until he is 16 or 18. Plus, YOU can be held responsible for his actions and that the cops cannot seriously touch him if he commits only certain types of crimes.)

Nuff said there.

Critical observations of my personality. Hmmm. Cool, but most of you are reacting with anger and outrage generated by basic insecurities concerning your weight. (NOTE: NONE OF MY POSTS ARE MEANT TO INCLUDE ANYONE HANDICAPPED AND WHEELCHAIR BOUND BECAUSE ANY WEIGHT PROBLEMS THEY HAVE ARE ABSOLUTELY BEYOND THEIR CONTROL.) Yes, I read your post GR8KAT and if I insulted you or hurt your feelings, then you have my most sincere and profound apologies.

Most of the employement positions I have successfully held have been in fields where I work closely with people and the general public. From the ranks I achieved and the raises I obtained, I would assume that my public personality is fine.

Personal life. Ah, yes, attack me there. A crud like me must be a crud at home and in bed. I think not. I worked years in psychology, which taught me many things, including the ability to listen with much patience to others. In bed – with the female partner who fits my rather wide standards – I pay close attention to her needs. 'nuff said here also.

Anna Nichole Smith is big but not often fat. There is a difference. The girl on Drew Carry is FAT! Heavy D the rapper is obese!

Telling you how to dress. Well, perhaps some of you need to be informed. Why do you think they have a WHOLE INDUSTRY set up for BIG people and an entire design theory to make fat people dress to look thin. (A lady looking like Mimi on Drew Carry should NOT wear shorts or anything with horizontal stripes.)

People who care about themselves usually dress in such a way that others who see them find it pleasing. Curiously enough, in my wanderings, I’ve observed a proclivity of large WOMEN, clustered in low rent trailer parks, apparently consider it a badge of honor to swell up like a beach ball. (I’ve also observed older men in such places to develop massive, belt-dragging-down beer guts.)

I know married couples, both of who were slim upon their marriage but the woman, after giving birth, SPREAD OUT along the hips and thighs and never took it off. I have observed pretty women developing what I term ‘the great American Mom’s Spread’ and loosing a lot of their appeal.

Don’t jump all over me if you happen to be a tub (not a big boned, heavy person, properly proportioned) and do not have a physical, medical or definite psychological reason for it.

Hey, some races and nationalities prefer chunky men and women. I don’t. Eskimo’s are naturally fat. Many Russians are hefty. I also know couples who have married and one or the other KNOWS their spouce likes slender people but after that vow is taken, they get FAT! Then they wonder why hubby or wife looses interest in them and starts straying.

OK. This is too long now. Those of you who have presented intelligent, well thought out replies, thank you. The rest of you who have cussed me out, responded in irrational and defensive emotional ways – bite my ass!

‘Beauty is skin deep. Stupidity goes right to the bone.’


Mark
“Think of it as Evolution in action.”

So let me just understand one thing (oh, and I very much like the twinkletoes): you were inflamed by my title and just wanted to say that yes, you do hate me because I’m fat.

Is that what you are saying? That you have not gone out of your way to insult anyone? You just wanted to let me know that you hate me because I’m fat. I asked a question that you found simple and inflammatory, defensive and hostile, and just had to let me know that you did indeed, hate me because I’m fat.

Fine. You can hate me all you want. If you want to hate me for that reason, knock yourself out. I don’t hate you back. I feel really sorry for you. If you are a manager and have these feeling towards people that is very sorry too. With your unbelievably rigid standards I can’t imagine you have many friends who pass muster. You are cutting yourself off from all kinds of people because of this and I feel so sorry for you; you really don’t know what you are missing.

MarkSerlin:

No. Because you are simply wrong. It is not true, for example, that “Spock’s book did not take off until the late 1960’s.” One of the repeated snarls from the far right, at the time, was the claim that the reason Spock opposed the Vietnam war was because he saw the kids “he raised” fighting it.

Your assertions of kids’ rights aren’t even true today, far less in the 1970’s. You can occasionally find some laws against spankings in Sweden, but I know of no law in the U.S. that says anything of the sort. (Even if you can find a law forbidding spanking in the U.S., it is still not true for the country as a whole.) Spankings are still legal in all 50 states (one or two small suburbs notwithstanding). Are some parents too lenient and some kids too spoiled? Sure. Has there been some sort of creeping lack of consequences that has thoroughly (and retroactively) jumped back two or three generations to infect older people who were raised “right”? Hardly.

The work-the-slaves-to-death mentality was in place before your allegedly spoiled generation grew up. When labor crumbled and the market fixed on the short goals before 1980, management reverted to exactly the same sort of practices that their predecessors in the nineteenth century and early twentieth century had used. The destruction of “company loyalty” (both directions) began when your alleged spoiled generations were still in grade school. I worked for people in the 1970’s who laughed about how easy it was to turn over labor. Every client I have worked for since 1980 has screwed over their employees, the managers have all been older than I am, and I was already grown before the 1970s brought your collapse of civilization. There is no “connection” to be made regarding child discipline and harsh employment conditions. Firing qualified people to be replaced with cheaper labor? My grandfather was replaced by three underpaid recruits in 1923.

You have a nice little theory going here, but it needs something to support it–like facts.

If you and the ladies want to trade insults on weight, have at it. Your social theories don’t seem to have much foundation, however.


Tom~

Polycarp wants to be my friend, ok Polycarp, but don’t tell anyone else ok ? I have a reputation as a rude bitch to maintain ya know !
As for Mark, well this IS the pit -

I don’t hate you Mark, but why don’t you crawl back under the rock your dad masterbated on ? You have NO IDEA the pain people like you and a few others who have posted here can cause.

A little over the edge there ? Maybe, but he did start it !


Ayesha - Lioness


You sound reasonable. Must be time to up my medication.

I don’t even know where to begin here…

Mark, your contempt is so obvious. Sheesh, I am almost speechless. But I’ll get over it! :wink:

All I want is basically to be left in peace. To not see “Save a Whale, Harpoon a Fat Chick” bumper stickers, not be yelled at from the street by strangers. To not hear “well, if you ate less/exercised more/whatever” from smug people who have NO idea what I eat, how much I exercise, etc. I just want people to show common courtesy and civility.

You think I have a choice in all this - I can stop being yelled at and treated with contempt if I lose weight. Yeah, I can do that. That’ll solve the problem. Just like a Jewish person can stop being treated with prejudice if they change their last name. (I know it is an imperfect example, but I’m winging it.) I guess it’s your suggestion that victims of cruelty should change themselves, rather than expect that people who go out of their way to be cruel to stop the abuse. What an offensive concept. It reminds me of the idea that a woman who gets raped “asked for it” because she dressed in revealing clothing. “Well - if you would just not dress like that, these things wouldn’t happen.” Sounds a lot like “Well, if you would lose the weight, you wouldn’t be treated this way.” Can’t a woman walk down the street and be able to be left in peace? That is basically what we are asking for.

Can’t a person walk down the street, wearing clothes other people find ugly (I see people wear UGLY clothes all the time) and be able to do so without getting glares and comments? If a fat woman wears clothing styles you find ugly, you are entitled to that opinion. Hell, I see fat chicks wear things I wouldn’t be caught dead in. I wonder “What were they thinking?” But I say NOTHING. Because IT’S BAD MANNERS. Sheesh. What a no-brainer.

I am all amazement by this. You just have no clue. Maybe if you had been oinked at and mooed and yelled at from the street by strangers, while you were minding your own business you might be a little exhausted and angry too. Have you ever had strangers come up to you and insult you because you wear something they don’t like? Or they don’t like your hairstyle, or something else about you? Would you like it? Wouldn’t you want to tell them to mind their own frickin’ business, and get a life? (By the way, do you ever wear polyester? I HATE polyester. How DARE anyone wear polyester in my view! The nerve!)

I just going all over the place with this. Sigh. Never mind. It’s really hopeless.

Hey Mark: I’m thin. Not skinny, but thin: 5’7" 140lbs. So you can toss the “defensive fat chick” excuse when I tell you YOU’RE A FREAKIN’ LOON! Not an asshole. Not an idiot. You are verifiably nutty.

Because you’re not attracted to overweight women? No. Because you espouse some outright bizarre beliefs that encompass that, and others (no spanking=fat kids?) that border–no, cross the border into Freak Ville.

So every person who’s taken offense to what he’s said, keep in mind: he’s a fruitcake.


I used to think the world was against me. Now I know better. Some of the smaller countries are neutral.

Laura’s Stuff and Things

I can’t believe this thread.
Its crazy.
I cannot believe people oink and moo.
Its crazy.
Do they think they are funny?
Who are they amusing?
God.
No, I don’t mean they are amusing God, I was using it as an epithet.
Noone is amused by their antics. I can’t imagine anyone being that rude.
Not even Don Rickles would do that.
Its pathetic.
Not funny. Not clever. Not even

So someone wears spandex. Big freaking deal. They aren’t asking to be looked at. Look the other way if you have such sensibilties. Your judgement is only valuable to you, and noone else.

Big children are a different matter entirely, I think. Lots of kids have babyfat well into their teens, then a growth sprout hits and you would never know it was the same kid.
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I am sorry LauraRae, but I am going to have to take issue with you on this one. Mark might be insane, he might be a lot of other things, but he is definitely an asshole. No question whatsoever. What were you thinking?

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TOMNDEB:
I respectfully disagree much with you, but then, we are all allowed our theories and beliefs.

BYZANTINE:
Did I in any concrete form state that I hated you or any other hefty person? In any of the posts did I state this clearly. I assume you are aware that I would state such a thing clearly. You asked for a specific response and you got it. Stop whining. No, I do not hate you nor another fat person who has done nothing to me.

Personally, this whole thing is essentially an exercise in elementary discussion. Professionally, I tend not to let my personal opinions influence me when dealing with people. As a Medical Tech and as a Psychiatric Tech, the main things I was concerned about when I dealt with heavy people was the problems which had brought me to them in the first place.

GEEZ! Don’t you people THINK before responding? I am completely aware of the many problems many heavy people have to face and am aware of the various difficulties many have trying to loose the weight. My big beef is with those who can but will not or those who initially don’t give a hoot about their weight, then get defensive and whiny when others comment on it.

The lady DJ I mentioned I went to school with and she was a big, well proportioned girl who was pretty. Not fat. Very bright, funny, well educated and from a well off family. Years later, I encountered her and she was FAT! She could and had taken the weight off several times, but chose to remain fat. PLUS she cropped her once lovely, long blond hair short, started wearing large and baggy pants and blouses and generally looking crappy. She did not like being so fat but chose not to expend the energy to remain thinner.

AYESHA:
No. I did not start it. I RESPONDED to it in the form in which it was presented.

yosemitebabe:
Read back on some of my posts. I agreed that there are many heavy people who have a physical, genetic, or psychiatric problem and cannot easily control their weight. To them, I assumed I made it clear, I hold no animosity.

Sake Samurai:
AH! Another thinking person! Thank you for the support. One will note that my posts began initially as rather mild but after the first event of being called an ‘asshole,’ it became necessary to start responding less gently.

Another little story here. A friend of mine married this pretty little thing. He was the kind of physically fit guy I’d like to be. Having served in Vietnam, he was slim, trim, strong and fast. He and his wife exercised daily by bike riding and other stuff. He absolutely did not want to marry a hefty girl. She knew this. He exercised more than she, being also a martial arts expert. He just wanted her to stay reasonably slim. Three years into the marriage, she stopped even bike riding and began to bulk on weight. He discussed this with her and offered to help her out. She declined. She grew heavier and he started drawing away and warned her. By about the 4th year, after not seeing her for a time, I saw her when she visited him at work and did not recognize her at first. She was nearly twice her original weight and no longer the lovely girl she had been. She steadily refused to take off the weight and he eventually divorced her. Her desire to remain heavy outweighed her love for her husband, whom she KNEW had a thing about heavy women. She had the ability to remove the weight and keep it off with minimal effort but grew tired of it and stopped. That type of person irritates me.


Mark
“Think of it as Evolution in action.”

You know, I think cowboy hats are about the stupidest looking “fashion” I’ve ever seen, yet I don’t say that people should stop wearing them. Sure, they bother me when I see them, and I think “man is that ugly or what” but then I get over it.

As for the thigh rubbing, I have no idea what your point is. I’m 193 right now and my legs rub together. It makes walking **any **distance extremely uncomfortable. In fact I happen to think that spandex pants look bad, and I didn’t wear them alone often even when I was 105 lbs; I almost always wear a skirt or dress over them. HOWEVER sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I just need to run to the store, or it is a hot day out, or for whatever reason, I decide I don’t really care what I look like, so I’ll go out in spandex pants and a tshirt. You will live. And FYI, my thighs rubbed together when I was 120 lbs too. It wasn’t until I was less than 110 or so that they didn’t anymore.

For the rest of your post… well let me just say a hearty fuck you to you. Cretins? Because we think that you are boorish? Nice. If I went through your wardrobe, chances are I’d think most of your clothes were ugly, too. And I bet you’re no Sebastian Spence in the face-and-bod department either… but do I try to limit what you are allowed to wear, do, places you can go, etc? No. Although after this thread I might start.

O p a l C a t
former head turner